My Man Lyrics

My man muscles from hand to foot
Completely coated in uninterrupted skin
My man signals command the leg
To follow orders coming down from headquaters
Why then am I in bed?
I guess my man's fallen out with my head
May I direct your attentin to the following simile:
You're like the coasts of an ocean
Buried beneath is a submarine
Cable connecting the opposite shores that surround it

My man how can he stand
Your fingers could encircle clear around the ankle
My man wont walk again
In conflict with express instructions given by the brain
Why can't the message be sent?
I guess my man's fallen out with my head
When something happens to drag on the floor of the ocean,
For instance an anchor or mooring,
The cable can be disrupted and even be severed
Which halts the transmission across it
There is no way repair the break